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Let the gods guide me to victory.

Perhaps gods don’t want to help me. Even though I had to show my true powers, somehow my body didn't listen to me, and my mind was in complete chaos. Suddenly, childhood moments flashed before my eyes. I understood that I always dreamed of being a hero. My parents died when I was just a baby. All I remember is that in the forest, I was saved from a beastly hydra by the warrior Ares. We've been together since that time. When I turned 10, that's when I met Alpheus. It's a pity, but I couldn't communicate freely with others because I was different. However, my teachers were always with me.

As I was in my thoughts, this much smaller opponent appeared beside me and emphasized my hand with his unusual spear. I could see the beast in his dark eyes. Then he told me, “Is that all you got?“

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